Doom, Dust, and Darkness: A letter to the Church in America

Those who have blood on their hands will slay again, desperate to bury their guilt in deeper graves. Relentless, they twist lies into their truth—a truth fashioned to mask their bloodstained hands.

For a moment, it may feel like a breath of fresh air—the dawn of an administration which defends the gospel’s principles publicly. A win, perhaps, or so it seems. Yet, beware: the snare of the prince of this world lies in wait. The earth is a playground of evil, where darkness creeps into the hearts of humankind, so thick that many have forgotten the warmth of light. Even as the church and many celebrates, welcoming what they hope will be a reign of light, remember: the battle is not of flesh and blood.

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.”
Ephesians 6:12 KJVS

There is a carcass beneath the carpet, a tomb that holds treasures tightly guarded by shadows. Promises ring out to retrieve these treasures, but such a prize will not come easily. It is as if someone seeks to take pearls and gold from the dragon’s very breath, to unveil what lies hidden beyond the veil.

I heard the voice, and the Spirit whispered:
“The stone will be rolled from the tomb, and the stench will not be pleasant. This administration will unfold in chaos—a force woven from those who cover their evil, who hide the carcasses that now must be laid bare and discarded.”

Yes, many will face prosecution, deportation and termination, and the grip of evil will be loosened; yet it will come at a price—one that aligns with the path that has always been his to walk, the one who conquers. The narrative has already crept into the minds of the enemy’s followers. Each step toward goodness will seem like proof of what they have long whispered—a dictator’s hand. Beware that day.

If a generation can be convinced they can shape their own forms, if they can be swayed to end life at any stage without cause, to sever a soul’s journey before it truly begins; if they are led to impose irreversible changes on minors and convict’s bodies, is it so far-fetched to think that another bloodshed, another pandemic, another uprising could be staged? They may well plunge us toward what we most fear: doom, dust, and darkness by a weapon yet to be unleashed, its impact unlike anything witnessed in history.

If this awaited administration dares to uphold Christianity in the open, then the church must answer the call in its hidden places. These are not days for celebration but days of warfare against what may come: the END. Now is the time to embrace the deepest love, to act in unity, to be Christlike, not judgmental. This is the moment to separate light from darkness. The news will echo it.

The church must win this fight. There is a point to prove, leaders to defend, a harvest waiting, and a generation in need of saving.

The battle has begun!

By: Benny Boateng